This morning I was tired, a little sore, kind of had a headache, and was really having a hard time starting the day. Ever had one of those? I rolled out of bed later than I should, so I had to put on worship while I was doing a few morning tasks. As the song "Where I Belong" by Cory Asbury came on (one of my favorites), a mood change occurred. Amazing how the sweet presence of God can do that. I was singing along I finally found where I belong when my favorite part came on... "I am my Beloved's and He is mine".
As I sang I was taken back to a time in college when God first started speaking to me about being His beloved and I took Him seriously. I am His Beloved. He is mine. I am His. He is mine. Not only am I His, bought with a high price, paid for, prized possession, precious daughter... but He is mine. He is my Daddy, my Friend, my Father, my God, my Redeemer. I am His and He is mine.
As John boldly laid upon the chest of Jesus, so do I enter into the presence of my God boldly and even on mornings like this where I am tired, I am weak, and He grabs me and renews my strength. He reminds me that I am His and He is all sufficient.
As the song finished I sat down and tears filled my eyes, may we never forget the privilege of being His. I have somewhere I can go to where love is unconditional, where attitudes can be changed in an instant, where weariness can disappear, where headaches can be healed, where anxiousness can be turned to peace, where worry can be turned into faith. I have a place to go where my Daddy is consistent. He will never change never ever ever, and will always be true to His Word. He will always forgive, He will always show mercy, He will always give grace, He will always love me.
Oh how happy it makes me to sing... I am my Beloved's and He is mine. Everything could go wrong today and at the end of the day, I will still be His, and honestly I have no other need. The love of my life calls me His own, I have no greater joy in life than that.
Be Blessed, J. Tate